Word: youthful
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...essay signed "A Student" apparently had been penned by one of the young editors. Excerpts: "Sounding trumpet-calls to youth is a sorry and futile gesture. . . . With the time ripe as it hasn't been in 150 years for youth really to start something, to organize and make its influence felt, nothing will happen...
Plot: A Pocatello, Idaho madame, wronged in youth, sits in the centre of a web of rootin', tootin', shootin' lawlessness. Her name is Salt Chunk Mary. But although she conducts a thieves' den and liquor saloon, Salt Chunk is violently opposed to white slavery, has a 14-karat heart. To her resort comes a youthful badman who soon pokes his neck in the shadow of the gallows. Salt Chunk, drawn to him by some strange fascination, makes him promise to go straight, helps him escape with the sweetheart he has picked up in her place, dies...
Readers of Sergeant Grischa will remember Hero Bertin as the intellectual military clerk whose sympathy for Grischa was horrified, heartfelt and ineffectual. Here Bertin is shown in palmier days. At the outbreak of the War he was a pale but ambitious youth, a promising author with no money, living in blissful sin in Berlin with Lenore Wahl. Her family, rich Potsdam bankers, looked down their noses at Bertin, not because he was a Jew (they were that too) but because he had no money and because he was regarded as unsound by the Junkers, whom they worshipped. Unbeknownst...
...ascertained, President Lowell has said but very little about the importance of the position of president of the University. At the time of his inauguration, he said it was "a trust second in importance to no other for the education of American youth, and therefore the intellectual and moral welfare of the country...
...afternoon. Two fleet cyclists bore down the pathway, while far behind, somewhat encumbered by his ulster and muffler, panted a burly Yard cop. The hounds, it seemed, were in full cry, but the quarry was a wheel, and away. The Vagabond has been a cycler of sorts from early youth, and if he has never raced Harvard's finest about the pathways of the Yard, at least he recognizes the novelty of such a chase...